Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 31 Seeking Vengeance
After the reception lady left, Lin Xian consciously sat on the sofa in the rest area, not for anything else, at least not for nothing.
However, as soon as Lin Xian sat down, the ghost masters sitting across from him all looked at him.
There are not many people, there are four people sitting on the sofa, two men and two women, but in Lin Xian's view, only those two men are ghost masters, and the remaining two women are just a foil to serve them.
Because the woman was wearing a uniform, stockings, and cat ears on her head, she didn't have any symptoms of a ghost master and looked healthy.
"Hey, are you here to see our boss?"
At this time, a man with bare chest and breasts on the left spoke. He put his arms around the beautiful girl beside him, and took a bite of the apple peeled by the girl, looking very casual.
After the man finished speaking, the girl gently wiped the corner of his mouth with her hand, with a caring look.
Lin Xian didn't like the first sentence the man said, so he corrected him: "First, I don't call you Hey, I have a name, and my name is Lin Xian. Second, please don't point your feet at me, it's very annoying. It's impolite, I can't help but do something to you." After speaking, he squinted his eyes and began to look at this person.
"Don't be so strange, my name is Zeng Hao, and they all call me Brother Hao."
The ghost master named Zeng Hao introduced himself, but he didn't take back his hand, but automatically ignored Lin Xian's words, and then asked: "Look at your hand, it should be someone like us Bar?"
Lin Xian didn't answer, he was thinking about how to kill this man silently.
Another ghost controller next to the sofa saw Lin Xian's displeased look. Instead of trying to smooth things over, he looked at Lin Xian jokingly, as if he wanted to see how capable this person was.
However, at this moment, a middle-aged man wearing casual clothes and slippers walked over from the office. This man had a smile on his face and wore gold and silver jewelry on his neck, wrists, and fingers.
He came to everyone with a smile and said calmly: "What are you doing? I personally invited Mr. Lin here. How can you do this to others? Put your feet down quickly."
Hearing this, Zeng Hao took his feet back.
After Lin Xian saw this person, he quietly lowered his hand that had been raised secretly.
He looked at the person walking towards him. Although his face showed a compassionate face, his face was wrinkled like paper. The weird blush on both sides was particularly dazzling, like a clown on a stage. Obviously, this was not a Ordinary people, but ghost masters.
Behind this person, there was another person. The person was wearing a peaked cap and a mask. His full appearance could not be seen clearly, but he was obviously a man's figure.
Lin Xian felt as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
In a short period of time, five ghost masters gathered in this lounge. These people are undoubtedly good at handling supernatural events.
"You invited me here?" Lin Xian confirmed looking at the smiling man.
"Haha, my name is Zhang Haisang, and I am also the owner of this company, or the owner of this club. It is indeed me who invited you here. I mainly want to ask you something and talk about whether there is any room for cooperation."
"Of course, if I have not treated Mr. Lin well, I hope I can forgive him." Zhang Haisang replied.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say. I'm just curious. I've only been in Shenzhen City for two days, and I don't have any contacts. Why did you come to me?"
Seeing Zhang Haisang's admission, Lin Xian stopped hiding it and got straight to the point.
Zhang Haisang smiled again, but his smile was very unnatural, it seemed that he didn't want to laugh, but was pulled by something.
He sat on the main sofa and made a cup of tea for Lin Xian and everyone present.
But when he was making tea for Lin Xian, the teapot in his hand shook. Whether by accident or on purpose, the half-filled tea suddenly spilled out.
Zhang Haisang said slightly apologetically to Lin Xian: "Oh, Mr. Lin, look at how careless this is. I didn't hold the teapot properly just now and accidentally filled it up. It's a pity for such good tea. If you don't mind, Mr. Lin will just do it." Drink."
Lin Xian didn't understand tea, but he still knew a little bit about tea culture. Filling the so-called tea with water was either bullying or driving away people.
Of course, these people will not directly say words to drive people away, but deliberately use this method to disgust themselves.
Lin Xian was not polite either, he moved the teacup aside with his feet, even his hands were useless.
"Since it's full, let's change to another cup." Lin Xian said coldly.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became subtle. Zhang Haisang's expression was obviously stiff, but he still smiled and made another cup of tea for Lin Xian.
"I know that Mr. Lin has just entered this circle and his anger is relatively strong, so I brewed this high-quality tea for Mr. Lin to reduce his anger. After all, as a person who has been here, I still hope that Mr. Lin can calm down. It's good for you." After speaking, he picked up his cup of tea and took a sip.
"This is my business, let's talk about business." Lin Xian replied absent-mindedly.
"Then let me tell you straight, it may not be a big deal to you, but to me, it is a lifelong matter."
Zhang Haisang put down the tea cup, looked at Lin Xian and his eyes changed, and then continued: "You should know a person named Zhang San, right?"
Lin Xian thought for a while, but shook his head. There was no one named Zhang San in his memory.
"As I said, I have only been in Shenzhen City for a few days, so I don't know Zhang San you mentioned." Lin Xian said.
"You should be more familiar with me if I change my name. His full name is Zhang San, but people on the street call him Ah San."
"Ah San?" Lin Xian seemed to remember that among the yellow hairs he strangled to death yesterday, there was one named Ah San. He also thought that this person's name was both named Zhang, so it seemed to match.
Before Lin Xian could speak, Zhang Haisang took the lead and said, "Xiao San is my son, but just yesterday, he died, at the hands of a ghost master."
After speaking, his face began to become a little gloomy, but the two circles of blush forcibly pulled his flesh, forcing him to keep smiling, looking very strange.
Seeing that the father of the deceased had come to the door himself, Lin Xian had nothing to hide.
"Your son made the first move, so I killed him. This makes sense."
"Don't say it's your son, even if it's your father, I will still kill him."
Lin Xian is not afraid of these people at all. As far as their attitude towards him is concerned, it is already restrained enough for him not to do anything directly.
"Bastard, at least my son didn't kill someone, but you are a murderer."
Zhang Haisang immediately became furious and slammed his palm on the coffee table. Dense cracks immediately appeared on it.
The two girls around suddenly screamed in fright, and quickly retreated into the arms of the man they were serving.
Lin Xian was expressionless. He didn't feel that he had done something wrong. Could it be that he had to wait for Ah San to kill someone, or kill himself before doing it?
His eyes were cold: "Do you want revenge? Come, kill me and avenge your son."
Zhang Haisang's hands were trembling with anger, and there was an uncontrollable smile on his gloomy face. After a long time, he sat back on the sofa again.
"Huh? Don't you plan to take action?"
Lin Xian couldn't help but wonder. The enemy who killed his son had admitted it, so why didn't he just take action? Are these people afraid of him?
Obviously, the possibility of this was so small that even Lin Xian thought it was a joke.
Zhang Haisang, who was sitting on the sofa, relaxed for a while, but finally laughed.
"I can not pursue the matter of my son for the time being, and this matter can also be put aside for now, but you have to talk to me about other things."
This time it was Lin Xian's turn to wonder, his son was killed, and the murderer could bear it right in front of him, and said that the matter should be put aside for now, what is this?
As expected, all ghost masters are mentally ill.
"What do you mean?" Lin Xian frowned.
"Literally, our Qianhai Club has been expanding its power recently and wants to recruit a group of new ghost masters. I have asked someone to watch the video of you killing my son. Your ability seems to be very special. We don't want to You will lose an opportunity to recruit new people. If you agree to join, the matter between you and my son can be wiped out, and I can also give you the title of a member." Zhang Haisang said this word by word. Although his tone was calm, it sounded full of emotion. A smell of menace.
"Oh, I'm not interested, and there's no need to cooperate with you." Lin Xian spit out these words lightly from his mouth.
Are you kidding? If you can even use your own son as a trading partner, what else is there to talk about?
"Then prepare to go down below to accompany my son." Zhang Haisang said.
(End of this chapter)